paroles de chanson Toward New Seas - Phill
Reflect
on
this
for
a
second
Let
me
take
my
time
to
collect
Accepting
bits
of
my
wreckage
While
mending
all
of
the
cracks
Carry
loads
on
a
trip
Automatic
sink,
holes
in
the
ship
Below
it
gets
in,
frozen
and
still
All
I
wanna
do
is
blow
with
the
wind
But
theres
a
cut
on
my
jib
Scarred
so
far
its
hard
to
patch
I
can
see
shards
all
in
my
mast
And
still
try
to
hide
What's
the
point
of
pride
if
I
deny
Walking
the
plank
in
my
own
eyes
Ripples
like
tidal
waves
the
only
identity
I
can
see
shapes
what
use
to
be
Like
a
mountain
peak
or
a
valley
deep
Changing
when
it
beats
continually
Like
culture
for
you
and
me
Ulcers
on
your
feet
Affects
how
well
you
walk
How
you
see
yourself
among
the
stars
Looking
for
a
place
to
be
Searching
for
the
perfect
beat
Shells
of
a
baron
sea
Telling
their
hypothesis
Plato
on
Socrates
Hated
democracy
Education
or
a
birthright
System
ate
him
like
a
termite
Pressure
and
contrast
Threshold
of
forecast
Crossroad
til
storm
pass
Green
pastures
at
last
But
seperate
from
my
half
And
missing
what
I
had
No
telling
me
nothing
I
know
I
can
go
back
Never
try
to
bypass
Gotta
trust
the
process
Waiting
for
a
torch
pass
Carry
yours
like
a
thermos
And
you've
work
this
Earnest
Learned
and
have
purpose
Turn
up
the
furnace
heat
the
coals
Holding
in
will
scold
Useful
I
know
Must
prepare
the
mold
Sift
the
shoar
but
not
for
gold
Rid
the
garbage
and
dispose
Sand
is
all
you
need
The
crushed
rock
that
got
beat
Pick
up
this
surface
it
can
change
Melt
it
fane
the
flame
This
kitchen
not
a
game
Bare
witness
on
my
name
I
promise
clear
as
window
pane
Worth
all
the
gains
Look
its
not
the
same
This
glass
reflects
you
now
reclaimed
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